MTL - Rebirth of the Marquis’ Di Daughter-Chapter 36 No one can match the style

Ouyang Nuan reclined on the warm noodles, the sunlight outside her window reflected her low eyebrows, quiet and touching, even if Ruby looked at it every day, she could not help but sigh in her heart, this young lady at home, like this Temperament, such looks, no matter how old, I don't know how many men will cause heartbreak.

Ouyang Jue entered the listening room all the way, his eyes were bright, his eyebrows fluttered, his footsteps were brisk, and the crow's blue cloak floated up. Baojuan chased after him and shouted, "Master, don't run, fall carefully!"

Ouyang Jue rushed into the house all the way and was very excited. He ran to Ouyang Nuan and stopped, panting plainly: "Sister, I found the Guangling Ji you want!" Ouyang Nuan had not responded yet, he had already Pull her sleeve tightly: "Sister, get up, I'll show you!"

"Master, don't panic, you just have to buy a good book! Miss can't easily go out, did you forget?" Fang Yan reminded.

It ’s not uncommon for Miss Qianjin to go out to worship and go to a banquet to buy some rouge gouache. It ’s only Ouyang Nuan who does n’t like going out. They all know this, but this time Ouyang Nuan smiled slightly and straightened up. "Well, if he could have bought the book back, he would have done so. Such precious ancient books, I'm afraid that others would not easily sell them. Ruby, change my dress."

Ouyang's carriage is not luxurious, but it is very spacious and comfortable. The seats are lined with thick cotton pads, Ouyang Nuan leans on the soft cushions, while Ruby lowers her head, fiddles with the small charcoal basin in the middle of the carriage, and makes the charcoal fire inside it more powerful. Ouyang Jue was very pleased to support the thick cotton curtain at the window, revealing a corner of the cicada-wing screen, looked at the scenery outside, and turned back to Ouyang Warm: "Sister, are you in a good mood today?"

"Oh? How can you tell?" Ouyang Nuan smiled and put down the book, looking at him.

Ouyang Jue raised his brow with brilliance, and his dark eyes were bright and bright: "Of course, I am your brother. Are you really happy or pretending, you must not hide from me."

Ouyang Nuan stretched out his hand and touched his head, and said, "Count yourself clever! Let's talk about your study." If necessary, she doesn't want him to participate in the battle of the inner house, those things are dirty. It was annoying, and her brother was always happy and clean, and she had enough to bear those things.

"You don't know, the boss of Tianyi Pavilion refused to sell it, either, but the storytelling was ordered. I paid a lot for him to resell it to me, and I didn't want to! I don't give up. The guy in the store collected my money and told me that there were no orderers to pick it up, and I guess he must have been reluctant to sell this rare ancient book and intentionally not sell it to me! "

"Is there such a thing?" Ouyang Nuo nodded. If it was an ordinary book, it wouldn't matter if you couldn't buy it, but this book was very important to her ... in that case, it would not be a problem to take a look

At this moment, the carriage stopped at the corner, Ouyang Jue probed out and asked, "What are you doing? Why did you stop?"

The driver responded quickly: "Master, it seems someone fainted in front of me ..."

Ouyang Jue looked towards the place he was pointing at, and sure enough he saw a little beggar lying dirty in the middle of the road, standing in front of the carriage. Ouyang Jue frowned, and the nursing home behind him hurried up and said, "Master Master, don't worry, the slave will drive him away immediately!"

The nursing home stepped in front of the fallen beggar in three or two steps, and with one hand lifted, without any effort, he lifted the whole person around his neck. Looking at such a scene, the crowds watching the crowd around looked sideways, thinking that the carriage was rich and wealthy at first glance, and depending on the man's posture, the beggar was probably suffering a lot. There are also people who want to ask for love, but look at the lotus mark on the carriage, but no one dares to come forward to help, only the noble officer's carriage will be allowed to be engraved with the family emblem ...

"Stop!" The carriage moved again, reaching out a hand from the inside.

It was a slender white hand, no long-finished long nails, no cardamom painted red, no gold and silver gemstone rings on the fingers, no precious jade bracelets on the wrist, only a part of the sky was exposed The cyan sleeves did not have the complicated pattern that the celebrities of ordinary nobles used to have on them. For some reason, they covered that hand and immediately became dazzling.

Unexpectedly, the imaginative beauty appeared in their minds, but it was only a moment, the hand that opened the curtain was retracted, and a soft voice sounded at the same time, saying, "Let him go."

The little beggar was also awakened by the strength of the nursing home, and was struggling hard. Upon hearing this, the nursing home immediately let go, and bowed its head, "Yes, Miss."

The little beggar scrambled to the side and ran to the side. He was just hungry just now. Otherwise, he would not accidentally block the Daguan nobleman's carriage. He thought he would be beaten up like usual! I was just relieved, but when I saw Ouyang Jue who had just returned to the carriage, he jumped down again, the little beggar was so scared to hide behind!

Ouyang Jue stepped forward, and while he rebuked him loudly, pretending to scratch his ears, he handed him a silver ingot while others were not paying attention, and said, "This is my sister's gift to you. Don't show it to anyone." It's up! "

The beggar stared at this clear-eyed aristocratic little master, but saw him with a loud smile and said, "Forget it, let me go this time! I'll tell the little man to see you later, I must kill you!" Got a carriage.

After watching the excitement, everyone went away. Only the little beggar was standing on the side of the road, tightening the silver in his palms and watching the carriage go away.

In this scene, I saw everything in the eyes of a young man in the Accord on the second floor of the tea house.

"The king ..." the man standing aside whispered respectfully, "What are you looking at?"

The man turned back, and there were two long and thin eyes, noble and gorgeous, and the dark pupil seemed to contain the endless starry sky and the deepest honor. The man who was looking up at him bent down involuntarily, but only felt that when the young county king was cold, almost no one could look at him, even his biological father, the king Yan who had always been extremely awed by the Chinese people. Have such momentum.

The world is known as Ming Jun Wang Fengzi. No one else can match it. It is often that famous ladies look at the story of the crowded wrestling in the court, but only those who are close to him know that this is a county king that is difficult for ordinary people to reach. He didn't dare to think about it, only whispered: "King, the book your subordinate looked for for you has been found ..."